Bridled
Bridled on roads no longer disturbing.
With a weakened back patched...
From shoulders hunched,
And freed of carrying ancestral anger launched.
I am my own strong buck and steed.
On a tight lipped mission,
I understand and that is all I need!
As I move against the grain...
Others follow with lightened loads.
I look for no safe haven to rest.
None there ever showed!
My mission is explicit.
One sometimes I wished away.
But I have accepted,
Without regret on my path...
Certain 'gifts' I must deliver,
Without hesitation or doubts that last.
And 'why' is this?
I do not ask!
My task is to accomplish.
Whether or not tears fall or I bleed.
To look forward on my journey here,
And not what others do...
Or what I've done in my past,
The one I leave behind me fast!
Looking ahead I must...
With a trust that I grasp!
To make myself and my Master pleased.
And to breathe without sighing or grieving...
At last!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Think Of Past
Never think of past
That might have ended fast
Think of present where everything is absent
You are with your strong body and present
Work for stable future
That may make your side secured
Work hard towards goal and make it sure
Nothing will go wrong and it will reassured
To think of past may be just suicide
The difference remains very wide
The past might be sweet or dark
Yet one must cautiously embark
Past must be kept in mind but for reference
Just to compare with it and take chance
To improve the present at the same time take lessons of the past
Never to look back with pain and confidently last
Past may always remind you of poverty
How were you in those days and feeling very sorry?
How were the pitiful days spent with worry?
Now left with no choice but to go ahead with mission to carry
Some of the strong steps are needed
Some drawback has to be accepted
Yet it should not mar your will power with strong resolve
Self effort with dedication and aim to solve
Leave behind everything and think of glorious tomorrow
Live in present, steer your course and allow
That shall never allow you to go slow
As you were coming with high sprit while lying low
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The mission - the overall mission is to dismantle and defeat and disrupt al-Qaeda. But we have to make sure there's not a safe haven that returns in Afghanistan.
quote by Michael Mullen
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Acknowledgement
I am who I am!
Accepted.
I walk a path I understand.
I can not reject it!
Identity I have identified.
Those years in denial...
Have been long pushed aside.
I no longer beat myself up!
Emotions within me I do not hide.
I do not find excuses,
To seduce with alibis...
Reduced to tears I cry!
Diversity I welcome with glee.
This journey given to me is my destiny.
I get up each day feeling blessed as I pray.
Acknowledgement has me cemented.
Regardless of what may come my way...
Or what others may say,
They believe I should portray!
In pieces pulled to please each day.
Dissecting me,
To leave myself abandoned and betrayed.
I am the man I am.
Unafraid to display...
This 'gift' God has given,
Commanding as I obey!
I am who I am!
Comprehending without demands,
Or expecting acceptance.
With rejection wherever I stand!
I am not seeking clarification.
Or directions I anticipate!
I dedicate each step I take to purpose.
My motivation is to be me completely!
And all that I am is fulfilled!
There is no want or need I wish...
That God does not deliver!
I am here at His will and testament.
No other definition do I represent.
And my voice will not be silenced,
Before spoken words with content meant...
Reach to beseech those listening,
Are heard to compliment...
These times my mind now finds descending.
And this mission I observe that preserves my devotion,
Was not created to become aborted.
Nor distorted to be teased,
By the ease of temptation!
Although this hold on my strength,
Can be weakened.
But not at length.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mission to Earth, A Child is Born!
Mission to Earth, mission on Earth
A baby cries, cold air, no warmth
No womb comfort, a life, a journey begins.
Mission to Earth, mission on Earth
A universe spreads forth,
Horizon, spreads a hand and boundless.
Mission to Earth, mission on Earth
Giggles and applause, the friendly stars
Frowns and yellow eyes, the jealous frogs
Mission to Earth, Mission on Earth
The cross, he bears all, a thorn as crown
A mission, to save a life, though so thankless!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Man On A Mission
I got a one track mind, my blinders up
Now all I gotta do is get up, go out an get her
Got the first step down, I know what I want
All seven senses tryin to deliver
My baby, let me fill you up inside (up inside)
Spread your wings an open wide (open wide)
So hot, so hot, so hot
Im a man on a mission, straight ahead
Lets talk, more action, with no distractions
Im all conditioned, is it alright
Go for the action, with no distractions
You get every inch, play splat an bone
And its all wrapped up in a tight little bundle
I got an open mind, do anything
I am aware the ball might roll or tumble
So right down to the bottom of the top (ooh ooh)
Im gonna get it all in one big pot (one big pot)
Yeah, she got, she got me hot
Uh, Im a man on a mission, straight ahead
Lets talk, more action, with no distractions
Im all conditioned, Im far off red
Lets talk, more action, with no distractions
Oh yeah, uh, I got no expections, so get on in the way
Only thing thats on my mind - ah, shes forgotten my attention
What you takes the real kind - aw!
(solo)
Uh! ah! come on, she got, she got, ah!
Man on a mission, straight ahead
No talk, more action, I got no distractions
Im all conditioned, what I say
A man on a mission, up ahead
Ah yeah, whew, my kinda action, aw, uh
No distractions, I got no distractions
No distractions, ah, no distractions, Im on a mission, whew, aw
song performed by by Van Halen
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Some Where In The Future
We stand together, united as one,
forward on we go, facing friend and foe.
We do not turn back for regret;
we have not time for that.
If we make mistakes
we will repair them at a future time,
we can stop to help an injured soul,
for a brief moment in time as we go.
Our mission lies, somewhere in the future,
so we cannot linger here.
What our mission is, only someone else knows.
We will know what it is
before the final curtains close.
poem by David Harris
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More Than Slightly Bent
If I did what was expected,
You would find reason to neglect me.
And I would begin to feel cheap and common.
No longer that treat...
For you that pleased.
And believe me it has been agony...
Carrying that kind of weight upon my shoulders.
And yet suggesting you go on a diet,
Would somehow leave me uninspired.
'But honey...
I am not the one who took your comments literally.
I know I am not 'daddy's little girl' any longer.
But I do admire your attempts.
I am surprised your knees haven't buckled.
However...
I have noticed,
They are more than slightly bent! '
So you don't mind,
Your climb down off my shoulders?
'Oh heavens no!
I was afraid to say how ridiculous this looks.
I only agreed to do this to entertain your purposes.
Whatever they are! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Street Mission
I dont know
Man, I just got here
You got me thinking
Im about to leave
Some say maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
What I know know know
What I know know know
I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I love to stare
I love to watch myself grow
Someday, maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
And Im promising nothing
Im just living a smile
I casually arrange it
I know...well I know know know
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I live an image
Of plastic and gold
Some say maybe tomorrow
A resurrection, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Oh...
Oh...
Oh...i need something
I need someone
I need you
Oh...Ive got something
Ive got someone
Ive got you
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Good night
song performed by by U2
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Street Missions
I don't know
Man, I just got here
You got me thinking
I'm about to leave
Some say maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
What I know know know
What I know know know
I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I love to stare
I love to watch myself grow
Someday, maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
And I'm promising nothing
I'm just living a smile
I casually arrange it
I know...well I know know know
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I live an image
Of plastic and gold
Some say maybe tomorrow
A resurrection, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Oh...
Oh...
Oh...I need something
I need someone
I need you
Oh...I've got something
I've got someone
I've got you
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Good night
song performed by by U2
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Don’t Look Back
Don’t Look Back, but just ahead, when by The Shepherd we are lead,
Once our hands are on that plow, let the Lord fill your heart with wow,
Looking towards what God will do, as the past He’s seen us through,
So do not allow your faith to lack, when in your heart, you look back.
When tempted to look back instead, we’ll be simply filled with dread,
Not looking to the One in control, we shall waver and sometimes fall.
God may be working in those we know, to help them and us to grow,
As we journey on unplowed ground, only in God is true peace found.
We must plow ahead in faith and trust, as God above leads all of us,
And when we do face a setback, Christ, provides that peace we lack.
We can't turn to the left or right, but, rely on God’s Power and Might,
To deliver us from the darkest place, through the power of His Grace.
In faith, we can all move forward, with our eyes focused on our Lord,
Not upon anybody or anything, but, steadfastly upon Christ our King,
Who presently reigns in our heart, and from our lives He won’t depart,
As He guides us straight and true, in any situation all the way through.
We could plow through any fire, when God’s Will becomes our desire,
Coming through them truly purified, with Christ our Savior by our side,
And as Believers, being Spirit lead, we’ll move for Him straight ahead,
While on our way to Heaven above, strengthened truly by God’s Love.
(Copyright ©02/2009)
Prized and Once Cherished
Where do open eyes,
Turn to find those undisguised?
Contact is pointless,
When a vacancy is known!
And looking away...
Into a desert reflecting similarites
Is shown,
A lonely task awaits ahead.
An emptiness is carried,
For a wish to see sparks of life.
A smile or two accepting,
With renewed vision!
But the journey of one,
On a mission to overcome isolation...
Continues on a path in search,
For identities recovered.
After months experiencing,
The mind slaughter now that has passed.
To leave those observed empty in bewilderment,
Sitting beside rusted treasures.
In tears!
And clutching onto overdue tax bills!
Enduring the heartbreaking loss...
Of a prized and once cherished,
Good credit rating...
They could no longer privately keep,
To secure their fading statures held...
That glowed,
Upon their now disturbed and troubled faces!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Diminished
At no time have my eyes ever wandered too far,
To stray from that which I wished and wanted.
I may have experimented to walk on different paths,
But the task and the doing...
Never once did I think too difficult to do.
And making a fool of myself,
Was the least of my concern.
When on my knees to be made to feel discouraged,
I used my tears to bring me to my feet.
Defeat was not an option I easily accepted.
At no time have my eyes ever wandered too far,
To stray from that which I wished and wanted.
And time to accomplish my deeds?
I had to leave behind with those who were there,
With offerings of their critique and doubts to limit.
Although my desire and motivation kept me fed,
Knowing it was my dream to hunger.
My dream to touch no matter if unfinished.
My dream to taste and savor with a flavor,
I knew too well that could never be diminished.
Since I was born to do what it is I do to see done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Once Wished
I wanted to be that.
But I couldn't.
I had to be this...
And that would resist it!
But this 'who' I am,
Became 'me' more to 'myself'.
'That' which wasn't...
Was slow to leave.
I have only been recently pleased!
And the me I am...
No longer searches to be qualified.
I have done that with examined self reflection.
And I am overjoyed.
I have accepted a priority to be me now!
With a full existence...
That feeds and fulfills my soul!
I can say I feel my feet planted on the ground!
Without a step I question with doubt!
If and when obstacles appear on my path...
That is for me to figure out!
And realizing that,
Leaves me feeling fantastic!
I am no longer victimized by my own fears,
Or successes.
All of it...
Is on my journey I've embraced!
I wanted to be that.
But I couldn't.
I had to be this...
And 'that' once wished,
Is no longer my concern!
I've learned.
And living my life,
As right as I see it.
With this without that to nag...
Has left my faith to lead.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Calling Speaks
A mighty breeze came suddenly,
To push my idled vessel...
Towards the Sun kissed horizon.
And awakened am I by a fragrant dawn.
I had to have been adrift so long,
To forget a journey I once hungered.
And now 'forces' within me severs my doubts.
Nibble no longer on challenges to survive.
I am alive with winds against my back...
Supporting the quick unlocking,
That unstraps the visions that feed my dreams!
I reach.
The calling speaks!
The seeking beseeches within me,
To fulfill and complete each step...
On this mission I've accepted!
Before the Sun sets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Observe It and Believe
Release the tension in that grasp you have.
Let go and let God complete the task.
Just ask your spiritual guides to clear your path.
Material things you have wont last!
Don't be afraid,
If the importance of your past...
Seems to be fading fast.
A new day is dawning...
To remove all masks.
And reveal the light you hold within!
A fresh awareness upon us all begins.
Observe it and believe.
With faith you will witness your happiness increase.
Observe it and believe.
A higher conciousness comes for you to receive.
Observe it and believe.
All conflicts seen from you will leave.
Observe it and believe.
The energy within you,
Has given you breath to breathe.
Inhale and exhale.
Do this quietly.
Observe it and believe...
God wants to free you from all lies and deceit!
Observe it and believe,
He has come to comfort!
He has.
Let go and let God complete the task.
Don't be afraid,
If the importance of your past...
Seems to be fading fast.
Let go and let God complete the task,
To bring upon you everlasting happiness.
Observe it and believe.
Expect this and receive!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Breath No More
I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my souls on the other side.
Oh the little pieces falling, shatter.
Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
I just can't help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe now...
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more.
song performed by by Evanescence
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The Journey without shortcuts
The Journey traveled without shortcuts,
is a journey worth taking.
For there are no shortcuts,
to any place worth going.
The destination does not matter,
but the Journey to it does.
For at the destination,
you will not learn anything.
You will not accomplish much either.
On the Journey to it, however,
you learn many things,
and accomplish much.
On the Journey,
you learn. You learn that,
'We are not human beings on a spiritual journey,
but spiritual beings on a human journey.' (-my good friend Joe)
So travel hard,
and travel well.
Choose your companions wisely,
and leave everything behind.
Never look back,
always move forward.
For 'Yesterday is history,
and history is miles away.' (-Matthew West)
But never forget anything either,
learn all that you can,
and treasure the good times.
Then this Journey will be like no other.
This is the Journey,
of life.
Our life here on Earth,
so don't take shortcuts.
This Journey won't be easy,
but you have a guide.
The guide will never leave your side,
and he will carry you through the rough terrain.
He loves you more than you will ever know,
and he gave you this Journey,
so travel it while holding his hand.
You are not alone.
So again,
never look back,
but don't forget either,
and don't stop.
Don't take any shortcuts,
run the whole race.
You are not alone
on this Journey,
the Journey of life.
(13 Jan.2009)
poem by Melissa Wagner
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I Carry a Single Rose
I carry a single red Rose
In my tightening hold
For Love is what it propose
At least it’s what I’m told.
It’s fragrance of beauty
Overtakes me with its great power
The air all around me
When I hold a single flower
I grasp the Red Rose ever more tight
Drip, drip red petals fall into the night.
This Rose, a lovely delight
Has already consumed my sense of smell
Now it has stolen my sight
In this symbol of love I dwell
The ruby red petals fill my eyes
Captures the thoughts in my mind
Now I am completely hypnotized
Now I am completely blind.
I grasp the Red Rose ever more tight
Drip, drip red petals fall into the night.
It dazzles me, until it is all I can see
It’s touch so gentle against my cheek
Trapped me inside this beautiful make believe
For my heart, Love it will always seek
The leaves run through my finger tip
As they map a stem so strong and tall
A stem that fit so nicely inside my grip
Its lushes strength adds beauty to it all
I grasp the Red Rose ever more tight
Drip, drip red petals fall into the night.
I hold on for dear life
As my body sets off painful alarms
And now I’m stuck in this strife
Of letting go and hanging on
It’s so perfect, inside my hold
But I can feel the world around me
I can feel it growing cold
Now I am leaving this make believe
I grasp the Red Rose ever more tight
Drip, drip red petals fall into the night.
In a moment of true disgust
I slowly loosen my grasp
And I take away my trust
And wait for my world to collapse
But Pain races through my bones
So I clench a Rose inside my fist
And I realize I am alone
Lost inside this confusing mist
I grasp the Red Rose ever more tight
Drip, drip red petals fall into the night.
And I finally swiftly let go
The Rose falls to the bloody ground
No longer shall my blood flow
No longer shall I be bound
And of this single Red Rose
Petals of Love blinded me to my Pain
Being neither friend nor foe
I wash the blood with tears like rain.
I leave the Rose with all my might
Run, run into the black cold night.
Who's Living With That Mission?
Who here,
Lives to dance and sing?
Who here,
Lives to hear the birds singing?
And who here,
Lives their life just to give?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who here,
Wakes up to give a damn?
Who here,
Demands to give a helping hand?
And who here,
Knows that peace has a chance?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who here,
Thinks about their fellowman?
Who here,
Gives their neighbor understanding?
And who here,
Wants the bleeding done by man...
To end and please them?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who here,
Thinks about what is right?
Who here,
Wants to do that day and night?
And who here,
Prays conflicts and fights
Would end!
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who here,
Lives to dance and sing?
Who here,
Lives to hear the birds singing?
And who here,
Lives their life just to give?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
And who here,
Wants the bleeding done by man...
To end and please them?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that,
As ambition?
To live to give as a mission?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Breathe No More
Ive been looking in the mirror for so long.
That Ive come to believe my souls on the other side.
Oh the little pieces falling, shatter.
Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that Ive been sick forever.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
I just cant help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe now...
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more.
[piano solo ending]
song performed by by Evanescence
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